I'd rather fight with smart people than say a word to stupid people. Viscount Prescott had never been so desperate, and he even sincerely hoped that someone would come and fight him, and exchange his blue nose and swollen face for a chance not to continue talking to Omlinger Shaman.

It's a pity that as the supreme leader of the Duchy of Grant and the leader of the Night Dancers, no one is stupid enough to sneak up on Viscount Prescott in the government hall. There was no other way, and Viscount Prescott continued to bite the bullet, explaining to Orilinger Shaman some polite and boring topics.

"Okay, okay, I'm a rough man. Without saying a few words, the Olinger Shaman first became impatient, "Big brother, you are a nobleman, and I don't understand the twists and turns between nobles, and I am not interested in understanding. Well, you're busy first, and I'll go to the training camp to have a look. ”

The training camp was supposed to be set up far from the castle, so that the recruits who were being trained would not be able to endure the hardships and run away. But after all, that damn financial advisor Kimpier has been operating in Fort Grant for a long time, and his tentacles have not only reached into the original administrative system of the Duchy of Grant, but even the city defense army and security brigade of Fort Grant have a lot of Kimpier's people.

The Principality Knights, named "Remnant Sun", were loyal, but nearly one in five knights were killed in that internal chaos. After all, the Knights are offensive troops, and it is not only overkill to let them serve as city defenders, but also inappropriate.

Therefore, Viscount Prescott had no choice but to set up the training camp in the city. Leave these newly recruited eggs to the Knights and Night Dancers to train alongside. The knights of the Knights of the Remnant Sun were used to train the discipline and loyalty of the recruits, while the Night Dancer's assassins and thugs specialized in their movement and discernment.

Although the Knights of the Principality cannot be as famous as the Knights of the Celestial Empire, it is also a force precipitated by the military essence of the Principality over the years. Leaving aside the level of sophistication and tactical system, the will to fight and discipline are quite remarkable. The knights, who usually wore thirty or forty kilograms of heavy armor, dismounted and walked, replacing their cross-swords with sticks wrapped in cotton around their heads. But it can still beat those unruly recruits into a rolling gourd. The rolling gourds are then beaten into paramilitaries who can identify the ones who call for collective action.

The Night Dancer's assassins and thugs were engaged in this kind of training for the first time. At first, I don't know where to start. After observing the education courses of the Duchy Knights for several days, this group of underworld residents who usually wander the streets and alleys collectively decided to teach these city defenders what they have learned without reservation - after all, the Night Dancer is now the state religion of the Duchy, and it is the responsibility of the believers to cultivate new forces for the state religion.

The Assassins began to train the city guards on how to assassinate and how to deal with assassinations, while the thugs taught the recruits how to use their weapons and positions, and where to strike in order to defeat the enemy with one blow.

The Night Dancers' training was only the second day, but the results were remarkable - a weak-tempered Duchy knight was counterattacked by the recruit Egg while training, and broke an arm.

This is what Shaman Ollinger has been in the training camp for the past two days. The Night Dancers and the Knights of the Duchy have a long-standing feud with each other, and they both have blood debts to pay. Now the two sides work together for the principality, turning from sworn enemies to comrades-in-arms. Although it is not easy to go directly to the other party to trouble, there is still a lot of friction in private. And the unscrupulous behavior of the recruit Dan made the relationship between the two sides even more strained. If it weren't for the presence of Orilinger Shaman on the scene, I'm afraid that the two sides would have already played out their brains.

"If you're not convinced, then put all your strength into training!" Although the Orilinger shaman was a little rough, he still spoke with a lot of incitement, "Anyway, you deflated calves, whoever does it, I'll clean it up." If you are not convinced, you will go to training, and I don't care if the recruits beat the instructors. I'm giving the recruits a holiday!"

"Looks like you're busy?" Viscount Prescott rubbed his head and read the report, then looked up again, only to find himself sitting in the white hall. Shen Xi, who was sitting in the distance, looked tired.

"May your gaze be with me. Viscount Prescott hurriedly got up and knelt down on one knee towards Shen Xi's chest.

Shen Xi waved his hand, "Don't fix these useless things, let's say, what's wrong with the priest?"

Professor Sun spoke with a northeastern accent, and Shen Xi now speaks a little offward. As a result, as soon as this northeastern accent came out, it made Viscount Prescott shake a few times unconsciously.

"Your Excellency. The viscount pinched himself hard with his hand on his chest to stop the trembling for no reason, "A total of sixteen priests have received the admonition of Yu Qian and Ruan An before. But only fourteen of them have obtained divine powers. There is also a pair of sisters who have not shown any divine powers so far. Their ability to interpret the canon is also very different from that of other clerics. ”

Shen Xi frowned and asked, "And then?"

Viscount Prescott was stunned when asked, and said in his heart that Lord Shen Xi, this god, is indeed not taking the usual path. If the priest who received the admonition did not gain strength, then there must have been a problem with the faith. But the gods don't seem to care at all. This made it difficult for the viscount.

After being silent for a long time, Viscount Prescott was ruthless and decided to remind the god he believed in, "As long as you accept the precepts of the divine servant, as long as there is no problem with your faith, you will definitely become a priest." But the sisters showed no sign of that. There are only two possibilities, first, they are not human at all, but living beings with human appearance. Second, they are followers of other gods, so they can't be your priests. ”

"Either they're not people, or they're someone else's people. Shen Xi nodded, "Don't you just say that?"

"Yes...... My lord. ”

"This thing ......" Shen Xi suddenly thought of something, frowned slightly and asked, "When did you find out?"

"Four days ago, my lord. Viscount Prescott said respectfully, "At that time, it was necessary to let several priests use magic to appease the people, but only these two sisters did not use any magic skills. They just comforted the people around them with a few words. ”

"Since you've found out, why didn't Ruan An tell me?" Shen Xi's brows furrowed even deeper, "Ruan An and Yu Qian both admonished them, so the two of them won't find out later than you, right?"

"My lord, please forgive me for my arrogance. Viscount Prescott's head lowered even deeper, "But the actions of these two lords are indeed contrary to common sense. ”

(End of chapter)